I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink, and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1062 | 2022-08-23 21:17:24 | 61.29 | 95% |
| 118 | 2022-07-04 05:46:40 | 47.64 | 94% |